Speed P0rn Writing Challenge

Jul 05, 2009 14:12

Title: Improving the Mark
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Anal sex and rimming
Word Count: ~ 1550
Disclaimer: J. K. Rowling and her minions own everything related to Harry Potter and his magical world. I make no monies from this paltry piece of Potterotica.
Summary: Draco will do anything to make sure Scorpius has the top mark in his DADA class. Anything.
Author’s Note: This is in response to bryoneybrynn and dysonrules Speed Pr0nz Writing Challenge. (What a wonderful idea to prompt people to write great p0rn.) I decided to go with the prompt “Parent-teacher night at Hogwarts”.

Special thanks to my friend MystressXOXO for her wonderful beta services.



It was the end of the school year, and the Headmaster had insisted on monthly Parent-Teacher nights so that parents, both Muggle and wizard alike, could work together to help the children as much as possible. At first, several parents came, but by March only Malfoy insisted on meeting with Potter to discuss how Scorpius could improve his marks.

“So, Potter, are you saying that there isn’t anything I can do to ensure that Scorpius gets the top marks for Defense Against the Dark Arts?” Draco said as he took another step closer to Harry.

Potter sullenly shook his head as he was leaning against his unusually clean, sturdy, mahogany desk with his hands holding on to the edge. His legs were out, separated a little more than shoulder width apart. Malfoy had taken the final step into Harry’s private space and firmly planted both feet between Potter’s legs. They could feel the lustful heat emitting off each other like suns of passion. Malfoy placed his hand on Harry’s shirt, unbuttoning a few of the top buttons as he ran his fingers through the black, hairy chest and found a harden, dark nubbin and gently squeezed it, making Potter hiss.

“I think we should try to do as the Headmaster wanted and work together to help Scorpius improve his work. Don’t you agree, Professor Potter?” Draco murmured as he pushed the shirt off Harry’s shoulder and bent over to start kissing and licking Harry’s neck and shoulder. His hands worked their way further into the shirt, pulling it forcefully out of Harry’s trousers as Draco grazed his hardening erection against Harry’s. Both men moaned into each other, as each of them instinctively thrust into each other wanting more contact.

Harry brought his hands up and placed them on either side of Draco’s face and pulled the man up from lapping at his nipples to face him directly.

“If this is what you want, Malfoy, that’s fine, but I’m not changing your son’s marks for a fuck. Are we clear on this?” Harry said with a firm voice. Draco could see that for all morality in Potter’s voice, there was still a strong sexual desire smoldering out of those emerald green eyes.

“Crystal,” Draco responded, leaning in, trying to kiss those luscious lips, but Harry kept him at a distance.

“Good. Now take off your clothes and lean over this desk,” Harry said as he rewarded Draco with a punishing kiss while he moved them both back a step. He pulled out his wand, giving the door a powerful locking and silencing charm.

Draco took his robe off in record time. Pureblood wizards wore nothing else. His cock was already leaking from the thought of what was about to happen. All this time coming fruitlessly to these damn meetings was finally paying off. His secret desire, Harry Potter, was going to fuck him right here on his desk.

Harry leaned down; his hands were roaming over Draco's back, reaching under him to twist the pale, pink nipples. He rubbed his erection against Draco's ass, his trousers still on as the slightly rough wool made Draco's sensitive skin itch. He squirmed underneath Potter from the dual sensation of irritation and desire.

"Is this what you've hoped for? Have you been coming to these tedious, unnecessary meetings hoping that I'd touch you? Have you been checking up on Scorpius' work, all the while secretly wanting my cock up your ass? That I'd run my hands all over you, bringing them down, then parting your bum to lick my tongue right here?" Harry asked as he knelt down, cupping each of Malfoy's magnificent checks and lapped widely across Draco's most private hole.

"Oh, fuck yesss! That feels fucking fantastic!" Draco moaned as he leaned over the desk. His hands were barely holding him up as his forehead touched the cool surface. He was panting from the sheer pleasure of it all. Draco could feel saliva drooling out of his mouth and forming a puddle on the antique desk, but he didn't care. Harry was giving him the best rim job of his life. He didn't care if the Headmaster himself came in to watch.

"Good, because I've wanted it too," Harry said as he went right back to task, his tongue thrusting in and out of Malfoy's ass.

When Draco started to whimper and rub his erection against the hard surface, trying to get himself off, Harry pulled away and smacked him on the bottom. He got up, undid his belt and opened his trousers just enough to pull his own erection out; it felt good to let it out. He then leaned around the desk and opened one of the drawers, pulling out a small phial of lube. He opened it up and greased up his fingers.

Rubbing some of the lube around Draco’s hole, he slowly slid a finger into Draco, then quickly moving to add a second finger. He made a small scissoring motion as he also rotated his fingers around. As much as he wanted to make sure he didn’t hurt Malfoy, he couldn’t wait to feel Draco’s ass around his cock.

“Draco, you are so tight, I can’t wait to put my cock here,” he said as he wiggled his fingers. He stroked around feeling for the moment when he touched Draco’s prostrate. He knew he had found it when Draco jerked up and squealed like a girl at the sudden contact.

“There’s your sweet spot, baby. I am going to fuck you so good,” Harry said as he pulled his fingers out and applied more lube to his cock. He held on to his cock and lined himself up so he’d hit Draco’s prostate on the first entry.

The warm, slick, tightness that enveloped his cock almost made Harry come on the first thrust. He stopped, his cock all the way inside of Draco, to allow them time to get use to it. After a minute, he made small movements in and out of Draco his hands were gripping Draco’s hips as he leaned over him and kissed across Draco’s back. He listened as Draco's whimpers became moans, when that happened, he began to pick up the pace, elongating his thrusts.

He had been lusting after Draco Malfoy for years, and now that he was fucking him, he realized it overwhelmed any fantasy he ever had. He knew he wouldn’t last long.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! Draco! You're so tight. I’m going to come. Oh, uhnnn, oh. Fuck yes!” Harry said as he began to thrust harder into Malfoy.

The desk began to slide a bit from the force of his thrusts, but it only made Draco moan even louder. Draco had been using the desktop to brace against Harry’s thrusts, but from the way Potter’s cock was rubbing his prostate raw, he quickly realized he was on the verge of coming himself. He reached down to stroke his cock, but like the snitch, Potter beat him to that as well. Potter had managed to take a little bit more lube in his hand and was stroking Draco in time with his own pounding.

“Oh, Potter, gods yes… I’ve wanted this… Yes, Harry!… for so long. Going to come… I’m going to -” Draco exploded all over the desk, pumping come out between Harry’s fingers as his body went rigid. His ass clenched from the intensity of his orgasm, causing Potter to go over the edge, coming into his ass as he bit into Draco’s shoulder to stifle the noises that were coming out of him.

The severity of their orgasms caused both men to collapse on to the desk. Thankfully, in the few moments they passed out, the room remained quietly unobserved.

After a few minutes, Harry stirred again and began giving gentle kisses to Draco’s back as he slowly managed to push himself off the other man; his legs felt wobbly after such a wonderful romp. When he finally righted himself, he leaned over and brought his arm around Draco to help him stand as well. There were puddles of drool, sweat, cum, and lube all over the desk, but that could be cleaned later with a simple spell. He turned Draco around and gave him such a soul searching kiss that it would make any Dementor proud.

When they finally pulled away, Draco rested his head on Harry’s shoulder.

“So, how is my son doing anyway?” Draco finally thought to ask as he looked around for his clothing and picking up his robes.

“He’s at the top of his class like he was last month,” Harry said as he began putting Draco’s robes back on him. He knew it wouldn’t do to have a naked parent standing in his classroom.

“So, same time next month, Potter?”

“These Parent Teacher nights are for the teacher as well as the parent, so anytime you need to see me, Draco, I’ll be available. Anytime.”

“Well, then, I may need to talk to you about Scorpius’ marks early next week as well.” Draco said, finally dressed. He had quickly run his hands through his hair regaining some of his Malfoy composure. He then opened the door and walked out.

“Indeed,” Harry said to an empty classroom.

challenge response, drarry, smut, h/d

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